Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

"...Take a good look at the manuscript, the manuscript! Don't make a mistake and make a joke at that time!"

Leona's voice was angry.

Just now, in the face of the chimpanzee's inquiring without the slightest hint of smoke, Kant very innocently described the "I am a transmigrator, how can I become the consort of Aurora" after hearing this incident. Bewildered, and expounded the helplessness of "this is determined by Goethe's unilateral research, I can only read poetry", and then...

Then Leona hurried to the door.

I saw a risqué scene where the two were openly hugging each other.

Naturally, he yelled and yelled.

There is a fragrance in the air.

First, Leona roared, "I'm waiting for you to leave to give a speech. Do you want to [beep] a shot with her first? You shameless bastard" and so on.

Although A Chimpanzee didn't know what [beep—] a shot means, she realized with the intuition of a beast that if the dwarf was dissatisfied, it must be the envy of the dwarf, so she hugged Kant harder and protested. : "Yeah, close the door and watch it."

So Bai Xue became double Bai Xue.

Kant actually got out of trouble because of this, because then it evolved into a lineup between Leona and Aang.

You must know that in the face of the overwhelming power advantage of the gorilla, Leona can also be evenly matched, mainly because the gorilla can fight, but she is not good at words. Leona is very good, but her mouth is very sweet.

The two fought a battle, and the outcome was inextricably linked. Although Aang could hit Leona with a single finger, but in Kant's face, she had never bullied the dwarf with force, so...

"I don't know anything like a gorilla like you."

Leona tapped on the table, looked up at the gorilla, and hummed: "Be decent, you are not in the eyes of unexpected people, you should think about Kant!"

Achiang sat on the other side of Kant and heard the words: "Who are you from Kant and care about him so much?"

- This is the reason why the gorilla can quarrel with Leona even if he does not do anything. Although he is not good at words, he has a strong intuition like a beast and can often hit the spot.

Leona was stunned, and then said angrily: "I-I'm Tina's good best friend! I want to help her look after her husband! It would be bad if it was taken away by some wild monkey!"

A-chimpanzee didn't speak, just tilted his body, hooked Kant's neck, and put his face close to him.

While posting, he gestured with his eyes—you stop it.

Leona was furious: "Don't bother him reciting the speech!"

Yes, the speech that will be given in the cemetery soon, the script is written by Leona.

Kant has always felt that speech is a kind of thing that must have real feelings in it to move people, so he didn't know what to write.

Reluctantly write it out and read it to Leona, in exchange for shock and complaints from the other party.

"Do you want all the nobles here to scare their pants?"

"Hey, hey, if this kind of speech spreads out, Goethe will have a civil war."

"Even if you think so, don't tell your heart now."

Probably got this kind of feedback.

In the end, it was Leona who was in charge of the speech. The big man has to have a secretary. He can do whatever he wants. As for his true feelings...

"Don't worry, no matter what, they will applaud and cheer loudly, your grammar is wrong, they say you are informal, you use simple words, they say you are simple and ancient, you stammer, they will praise Your actions speak louder than words, and that's the beauty of power and status."

Then it was written.

I have to say, the writing is very good, and it sounds beautiful, exciting, and powerful. Hong San has been on the mainland for many years, and he knows the goods. After reading it together, he said yes.

Kant is husband Yu, so he had to translate the manuscript into Chinese and write the manuscript, but he felt unstable, so he simply used technology and read it with the recording function, and then he could just listen to it directly with headphones.

No one else knew what it was anyway.

very perfect.

…Maybe.

But I always felt that something was wrong.

Leona and Aang were looking at each other with their eyes, and when they saw Kant's expression, they thought he was nervous, so they comforted softly: "Don't worry, for you, this is just a stage too small to be small. , there will be more of this kind of thing in the future, in front of the army, in the capital of Goethe, in the Imperial City of the Evening Moon."

Just the beginning.

Kant nodded slowly: "I see."

After breakfast, Hong San also prepared the carriage and horses. Valentine's main force had already set off an hour ago, and now they are rushing away. The time is just right, and the big man will always arrive last.

"Then, let's go."

So the team set off.

The Humvee drove out, Kant and Leona were in the car, Hong San'a was on both sides of the gorilla, followed by the greenskins who had been told to shut up the whole process, 300 elite cavalry from the mercenary regiment escorted them, and there were taming eagles in the sky. The spectators circled and sentry, and the twelve mages accompanied the team, and the pomp was not small.

Speechless all the way, Kant looked out the window at the mountains.

At this moment, Valentine was already empty, and almost all the people in the city rushed to the cemetery. The city was completely arrogant and undefended.

The newly completed Valentine National Cemetery is located in the northwest of the city. The Valentin family’s manor has been passed down from generation to generation. The surrounding land has also been acquired. The construction and placement of this cemetery will be the responsibility of the temporary city government in the next period of time. One of the tasks is now just a prototype.

But it has a different meaning.

Two or three kilometers away, Kant saw a dense crowd.

People also discovered this troop. The person riding the alchemy chariot must be His Royal Highness Kant. There is no doubt that the hummer has not approached, and the thunderous cheers roared.

"His Royal Highness Kant!"

"Kant!"

"Praise you!"

The fanatical shouts, the shouts of the crowd, and the screams are like a gust of wind.

Kant's expression changed slightly, and he opened the window and asked, "Has the order problem been arranged?"

Hong San replied: "Don't worry, the recruited mage group is already in place, and there will be no crowding accident."

Kant nodded.

Leona next to him turned to look at him: "How does it feel to be admired by everyone?"

Kant was silent, shook his head and said, "I should be proud, but I am not too happy."

The girl asked curiously, "Why?"

"…do not know."

As the procession approached, on both sides of the straight road, the crowd shouted, cheered, cried, and even knelt down to pray. Hong San did not exaggerate. The people of Valentine had indeed worshipped him like a god.

But Kant didn't feel much complacent.

He couldn't figure out why at first.

But when I saw a person's face, I understood.

It was a face that was so pious that it was almost distorted. There was no fake color, only crying, roaring, and frenzied to the extreme, something that was close to faith, and the madness in the heart.

The point is this face... Kant has seen it.

on that night.

One of the people who asked him to tie himself out of the city to save Valentine.

Now he is shouting and revering here without pretense. This is not fake.

Feeling guilty for doing something wrong, so scared, and then doubly frenetic?

Kant stared deeply at those faces.

I see.

No wonder he had to feel proud.

Because I've... seen them ugly.

More than that.

Not only the people that night, not only the civilians, but even the soldiers, the soldiers who were wounded in the battle, and the brave soldiers who fought even knowing they would die, are now roaring and praising with enthusiasm.

Kant sighed silently, and for some reason, his heart was a little blocked.

Arriving at his destination, he opened the door and got out of the car, and respectable people from the upper classes greeted him humbly, not so fanatical, but with increased respect and awe.

Kant was no longer in the mood to greet each other. He nodded slightly and said, "Today's protagonist is not me, nor everyone, let's leave time and respect to them..."

Of course, the host of the ceremony was not Kant, and Hong San was also unsuitable, so he handed it over to a respected old priest of the sun **** Sura to preside over the ceremony. The funeral was lengthy, but everyone remained patient and silent. The victim is indeed worthy of everyone's respect, and the second is that Kant is very serious.

The relatives and friends of the deceased wanted to come forward to pay their respects. Kant was the first to go up. Nick, Preston, and other people he knew and did not know. Looking at them one by one, looking at their faces, recalling the voices and smiles of their lives.

The true guardians of this city, their courage and unyielding, their hesitation and weakness, their determination and sacrifice, Kant deeply remembered that although the classes were different, they even played the role of enslavement and exploitation, but they could not be surpassed. The eyes of the times are demanding these people, these heroes.

He remembers all the courage.

Remember what Nick said to him, Preston's last plea.

After the farewell, the soil slowly filled the coffin, allowing the hero's deceased to return to the earth and sleep peacefully.

The priest's prayers and blessings finally ended, and the position was given to Kant. For many people on the scene, this link was the most important... Or, everyone thought so.

When Kant ascended the high platform, cheers from all directions came like a tidal wave.

It seems that the sacrifices of the heroes, today's funeral, all the mourning, and everything that the warriors gave for their homeland are not as important as Kant... Maybe it is true, in everyone's eyes, Valentine has tried his best, and has not finished the evening. The battle group was completely settled, but five equally powerful legions were destroyed by one person.

But it shouldn't be calculated that way.

not like this.

Standing on the high platform, feeling the sound from all sides, Kant thought of Nick's last face, calm, relieved, and with a smile.

He took a deep breath and raised his hand.

The surroundings fell silent at an extremely fast speed, and the needles could be heard falling.

The mage has cast amplifying spells, magic surround sound that can be heard by all.

"The people of Valentine, the people of Goethe."

Kant threw away the manuscript in his hand and took off the headset.

Leona, who was sitting beside her, covered her head.

The next moment, Kant's words resounded in everyone's ears.

"Why put all the glory of victory and hope for the future on an outsider?"

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PS1: The second update, 3,000 words... I'll take a precaution in advance. The content in today's chapter is the need for the development of the plot. This situation has existed in ancient and modern China and abroad. Please don't scatter and show your knowledge and talents at will, and read quietly. Enough.